I have two papers due in 11 hours.
Why did I decide to watch X-Men Evolution all weekend?
Why did I decide to watch X-Men Evolution all weekend?
Why did I stay up all night? I have a test today.
Instead of writing my essay, I’m sitting in bed eating a giant bowl of mashed potatoes, banging the fork against my teeth for fun, and trying to ignore the fact that I have class tomorrow morning.
I’ve only been awake for about 20 hours, and I already feel kind of crazy.
It might also have something to do with reading Running with Scissors.
I want to skip counseling tomorrow, but it’s the second to last time, and I ought to go.
I don’t even know where the list of jobs is anymore. Things get lost so easily in this house. I’m probably going to end up going in without any research done. And then my counselor will be disappointed.
And thus there won’t be anything to talk about for 50 minutes because why bring up anything if she’s leaving.
I’m not looking forward to basically starting over with someone else.
Why do I bother trying to get help when I’m not going to do anything about it?